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a voice
vibrating
the electrons
there just ain't
no stopping it

you ain't seen nothing yet
quantum computers on the net
"spooky action at a distance"
from here to forever
we are spinning together

all our voices will travell one verse
Uncle Albert what hath your god wraught

jam the world
jam the human race
jam the universe
jam jam jam
if I can't dance
let me jitterbug this keyboard
and shoot me while I am happy

the music of the keys
the music of the spheres
it is all so beautiful

nothing new under the sun
a hundred years ago somebody wanted to close the patent office
cause every thing useful had already been invented

oh what a brave new world
cyber space cocoons the world
we are in an electronic womb
that nurtures us
we will spread our wings one day
in the winds of peace

The line "What hath God wrought!" is remembered today thanks as much to Samuel Morse as to Balaam. Having just invented the telegraph, Morse was searching for an appropriate first message when the daughter of a U.S. patent official suggested the biblical phrase. He sent it on May 24, 1844, humbling his own role while aggrandizing the invention. I don't know if other inventors have lifted the phrase, but we more often quote it now with fear or horror than reverence. Perhaps we're just cynical about what technology has wrought.

Dear moderator sorry about the long quote going to try and avoid that

letting ~Go
takes a village?
my little laptop is worldwide
Silver Surfer ain't got nothing on me
can't touch this no can't touch this
Hello, Japan! Hello, New Zealand!

I am swimming to cambodia
I am floating in a river of words
I am bouyant in all directions
I am sitting in a hot desert sun
on a cold mountain

i am addicted to the grind
a prisoner of the highway
a pilgrim and a road

I am reading the paper this morning
Canabalistic killer says
"I can never get off this bus"

I got so lonely this morning
I turned on the little paper clip in microsoft help thingy just for company

I am as holy as a paper clip, or the stars
a r ammons I am not.

wooh be da jam
lunch time prime
summer a deal with it
by now
vegetable stands full
sunflowers everywhere

oh lordy
give this city boy the metafiscal blues a washington state apple a buck 88 a #

i got three more nectarines
no they ain't going to slow the mid day rider down

still morning in
hot hot hot texas
still
cold cold cold
in Alantic City

bone app pea tite tee
said bugs bunny to elmer fudd

sum sum summertime
and the living is easy
the words be jamming
act act action
poetry>>>>>>.

crack of lightning
deeper thunder
the wind moving 'tween sky
and earth
the trees rocking in it

the white tailed buck
"SNORTS!"
smell of fall
como mas rapido
a mouse in the kitchen
me slippin past
the blues<a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v497/ ... o453-1.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/ ... o453-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a>

"Me slipping past the blues" - that was one sweet line, wireman, one sweet line...looks like I won't be adding anything tonite... except this for the jam:

the taste of burning seeds
geese feeding on the hill
sundown
people turning on their lights

I'm outta here for now ,cousin, God Bless you and keep slipping past the blues.

I have seen that before, but not that way, I mean I think you changed the colors.
I think
thanks for posting it

"Me slipping past the blues"
No slipping past the blues for this jew boy
yeah I know we are all the same
just some of us got to live in Israel
some of just going to be homesick wherever we are



looking for a beat here mark
not just line after jagged line

it is all beautiful
the decay
the floresence
the blooming
the death

maggots and fly
snails and puppy tails
sugar and spice
slaughtered millions
it is all beautiful
blood stained streets
yes yes yes
it is bad and getting worse
it is bad and getting better

and I still can't dance
but I will never get past the blues
it was good for the negro children
and it is good enough for me


no idea what you meant by that mark
"me slippin past
the"
the the picture
then the word
blues at the bottom of the page
you know me wireman not aware of two many things
so I just wondered it that was serendipity or did you plan that
cause I likes how you did that

****
the blues
she was blue
blue as a hindu goddess
I got the metaphysical blues
and I likes it

and I wish the trees were rocking here
101 degrees at 6:30 pm
the air is still
the feeling is dead in the water
blow me a breeze
maybe I can catch
a way past these blues

oh well
whether the weather
it is all beautiful
human stupidity
and ignorance
greed and malice
fight the good fight
resist not evil
be a lamp unto yourself jacky

it is all beautiful
wireman's art work
mingo's lingo
it is beautiful
Life Is Beautiful
I have seen that movie 15 times
six in English
and nine in Italian.

bamboo pen and black ink w/watercolor of a wired one is what it is......

blues
beautiful

blue moo's got the cow
I need a low rent consciousness
no buddha's gonna give me that
we would have to haggle
there in the market then
seal the deal with a bow
wow wow

jammin' free
jammin' blue
like the sea
blue like you
gotta be
jam jam jam
no plan
just jump from
the fire and
sizzle in the
frying pan
character actor's
in the big show
cyberly adventurous
on the edge
on the fringe
of a new age<a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v497/ ... o447-1.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v497/ ... o447-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a>my jammin room in blue......